We went to see my FIL last night, and we talked some about MIL.

They are no longer getting her out of bed every day.  It's now twice a
week (Friday afternoons to do her hair, and Sunday afternoons to sit
with FIL in the common area). They don't push food on her, as she has
essentially quit eating.  She still drinks heavily thickened liquids, so
they are still giving her medications.  She's lost about 20 pounds in
the last month.  She occasionally cries out, but she's almost always silent.

Her body is slowly shutting down, so it probably won't be much longer.
Today is her 80th birthday.  I would imagine that the end will come
before the end of the year, but definitely by spring.

I miss the woman who gave me a big hug the moment I met her.  I mourn
the funny, loving woman who bought my wedding dress and took care of
orphaned kittens.  That woman slipped away from us in the last 5 years.
 What is left is a shell that once housed a glorious spirit.

Beth